That Time That Twenty-One Pilots Got it Really Right

Hello everyone! I’m a little bit late, but Happy Sunday! I hope your weeks have been great and positive and productive and absolutely nothing like mine!

To use the term “stressed out” to describe me this past week would be an incredible, laughable understatement. From an absolutely crazy week at work to several things going on in my personal life, I have been drained mentally, physically, and emotionally. It’s been a while since I’ve had such a bad week, and it all just crept up on me and hit me all at once!


Because I have anxiety, stress is nothing new to me. I experience stress literally every day. But when it happens like it did this week and just hits like a hurricane- all I can really do is sit in the downpour and wait until it stops. And that’s actually a great example of what this week felt like- a bit of a hurricane. Probably like a category 3. A big part of the issue is that I don’t want anyone to know how stressed I am, so I try to hide it and I don’t talk about it, and then everything builds up until there’s some sort of explosive outburst and everything goes to hell in a hand basket.

So in reference to the title of this entry,  the song “Stressed Out” is my JAM right now.

Not only is it a huge pain to deal with, but stress is incredibly unhealthy. The particularly frustrating thing about it is that it effects all aspects of your life. Looking at it from the perspective of your health, stress can cause fluctuation in eating and sleeping patterns, diminish energy levels, and wreak havoc on your blood pressure and general homeostasis. Aside from issues that are strictly health related, stress has a huge impact on your emotional state and interpersonal interactions. For example: as aforementioned, I’ve been exhausted this week, but my sleep has been fitful at best. I’ve been tossing and turning, waking up every few hours, never really getting a proper REM cycle in. My workouts have been incredibly off kilter and I’m (shockingly) not eating enough to properly keep my body fueled. I also have had to apologize to several people (in both professional and personal relationships) for being short with them or for handling a situation badly. Stress is a monster to deal with, and this week (although I put up a valiant effort) it definitely won.

So going forward into a new week, I am starting on a quest to de-stress myself. None of these stressful situations have gone away (and in fact, some of them have gotten more stressful), but I know that I can’t let my stress and anxiety control the rest of my life. I encourage you all to do the same this week, and shrug off any stress or anxiety that you may have. This week, I am going to:

  • Do at least one thing that I love  and that makes me happy every day.
  • Try my best to leave stress from work at the door when I come home.
  • Count my blessings. Twice.
  • Commit to relaxing before bed (a cup of tea and a book are great for this).
  • Not let my stress get the best of me.

Last week was a rough one, but I’m ready to take on this upcoming week with a fresh outlook and try to start over! What are your favorite ways to de-stress?

Have a great week everyone!

xx Tiffany


My Motivation

Hey everyone! Welcome back. I hope you all have had a great week so far! It’s my spring break, and I am thoroughly enjoying my time off. I thought I’d share my most recent progress/transformation picture with you guys- on the left was this time last year and the right is now! I’m proud of myself and my accomplishments and I can’t wait to see what else is to come! 

Lately, a lot of people have been asking me where I get my motivation from. This usually happens after I tell them that I get up at 4:00 (yes, in the morning) to work out before I go to work. The most common responses I get to this are as follows:

“You’re insane.”

“Wait, WHAT time?!”

“……. Why?”

And then the big one: “How do you motivate yourself to do that?”

Ever since I started on my fitness journey, one of the main things people want to know about is my motivation and where they can get some. Unfortunately, I can’t show you where to get it. There is no black market for motivation. Starting off, my main motivation was simply that I was tired of feeling gross. I felt lethargic, fat, and unhealthy. It got to a point that I knew I needed to make a change, so I pushed myself out of my comfort zone and changed my lifestyle. I found a lot of motivation on fitness blogs and instagrams, and in the beginning they really helped me stay on track. I began comparing myself to those people though, and when I realized that it wasn’t healthy or beneficial, I decided that I needed to find something else. That’s where I started, but lately my motivation has changed. 

I am my own motivation. I do this for myself, for my health, for my happiness. I am competing against myself. I am motivated because I know that I can do better, that I can reach my goals, and that I can top my own personal records. The only person I will compare myself to is who I was yesterday. I think this is the best way to motivate yourself- by competing against yourself. 

Don’t get me wrong, it’s totally fine if you see someone being successful and you take inspiration from that. I can only hope that I’ve been able to inspire some of you guys. But there’s a difference between being inspired by someone and using them as your motivation to keep working by continually comparing yourself to them. 

Everyone is different and everyone loses/gains weight and muscle differently! This makes comparing yourself to another person more detrimental than anything else. Find your motivation to be the best version of yourself that you can possibly be and don’t worry about other people. 

That’s all I have for today, I hope you guys have a great Friday and a safe weekend!

xx Tiffany


Hello everyone and happy Sunday! I hope you’ve all been kicking butt and taking names. I know I’ve been trying to, and let me just tell you that it’s way harder than it looks.

I’ve changed jobs and my entire life schedule has changed around it- and sometimes fitness falls to the wayside. I’m getting into a new routine now (one that involves waking up at 4:00 am to go to the gym. Ouch) so things are finally getting back on track for me, and I’ve been able to get my thoughts together.

So today I wanted to talk about something that’s really been eating at me lately. It’s not all about fitness or health but they both definitely come into play. This is something that people have been talking about for a while (however, I have seen a lot more of it in most recent years) and I have to throw in my two cents (and I know you want to hear it).

I am not “perfect”.

There! I said it. It hurt. It hurts me a lot to think that I’m not “perfect”, and nor will I ever be. My idea of “perfection” is way outside any possible realm for me to attain. There is no amount of exercise or healthy eating that will get me to my idea of “perfection”. Working out every day and only eating clean is not going to change my entire body shape and structure. I have been brainwashed by the media and society to believe in their idea of “perfection”, and as much as I try to fight it, I still find that I’m comparing myself to these fashion icons or models (and this exists in the fitness community as well- not just in Hollywood). This idea of “perfection” is so skewed and so toxic that it can poison even the most confident of minds, and confidence in yourself is one of the most important things that you can build.

The fact that my idea of “perfect” is so far away from what I am now absolutely terrifies me. It terrifies me for future generations of girls who don’t know how to be strong and love themselves- girls who don’t have other strong women in their lives to show them that their beauty is perfection in it’s own right and by it’s own design. I am terrified for the girls growing up in a society that glorifies celebrities and models who weigh about as much as just one of my legs. I am terrified because I have a little voice inside of me, the one who looks at a picture of some beautiful celebrity and wonders why she’s not good enough or tall enough or pretty enough or skinny enough and I know that every other woman out there has that little voice too.

I want to encourage anyone out there who is struggling with the pressures of society and the media. You are good enough. You are perfect by being yourself. You are the embodiment of perfection in your happiness and in the way that you laugh. Your body and your face are perfect because they are a part of you. You are perfect when you are happy and you are perfect when you are sad. You are perfect when you are on the mountaintop and you are perfect when you are in the valley. Your struggles make you perfect. Your heartache makes you perfect. When you think of the word “perfect”, I want for you to picture yourself.

What the media and society think is not important. What YOU think is important.

I’ll step off of my soapbox now, I hope you found some encouragement from my rant. Have a great week you guys!

xx Tiffany